The emphasis isn't so much on Finn and Rachel in this chapter but I hope it's still enjoyable to read.
January 3rd, 2038
Kurt's tenth anniversary party was finally happening! It was two years late but it was finally happening which was why Kurt was fussing over every detail. He was adamant that everything had to be absolutely perfect otherwise it would all be ruined. Kurt was being even more domineering than usual and threatened to throw anyone out who could potentially mess with his day. He hadn't even been that anal over his wedding. Anyone who dared to mess with this day was going to pay.
They were in the middle of dessert now and everyone was chatting away gaily about how happy they were Kurt and Blaine were finally getting to have their anniversary party. It had been delayed twice now due to inclement weather on their actual tenth anniversary party and for their eleventh no one much felt like celebrating as Blaine's mother had fallen ill and was in the hospital. She was better now but it had been scary and cause for concern.
The fact that Kurt and Blaine were even together to have a tenth anniversary was still a little surprising. To say that Rachel, Finn and the Hummels were all a bit shocked when Kurt announced that he and Blaine were back together after ten years apart would be a huge understatement. More like floored would be accurate. Kurt had neither seen nor talked to Blaine in a decade so when Kurt informed everyone they were once again an item they were all a little hesitant to just welcome Blaine back into the family.
When Blaine left, Kurt had been devastated. If Rachel thought she had been bad after Finn broke up with her junior year she was mistaken because Kurt had hit rock bottom. It started out slow, like a building storm that everyone could feel coming but no one could see yet. After the initial night's hysteria, Kurt seemed to go back to normal. He went about his daily routine like nothing was wrong, continued to criticize everyone's wardrobe – laying it on even more when it came to Finn – and attended his classes, hung out with friends, laughed and was merry when the time called for it, but hidden just underneath that well crafted exterior was a churning mass of emotions just waiting to explode out of him.
The façade finally cracked when Rachel came for a visit four days after Blaine broke up with Kurt and her cell phone had fallen down the side of Kurt's bed. She reached between the bed and wall to get it and came across an NYU men's hoodie which she made the mistake of pulling out from under the bed. When Kurt laid eyes on the thing the switch flipped and he burst. He threw Rachel out immediately, Niagara Falls spilling from his eyes and spent a week locked in his room refusing to see anyone, not even Burt after Finn called him to tell him what was going on and he flew out specifically to visit him.
After two days of trying to convince Kurt to let Burt in he finally opened the door and Burt even reeled at the sight and smell. The usually well kempt and impeccably clean and dressed man had answered the door with dark circles under his eyes, eye gunk caked to his eyelashes, snot running down his tear streaked face, his hair an unruly mess that hadn't been washed in days and a God awful smell of body odor and no one wanted to know what else.
As for his clothing choice, Kurt had on something no one ever expected to see him in, a pair of sweatpants which were a few sizes too big and a ratty old t-shirt which had holes and snot stains all over it. Rachel hadn't even been aware that Kurt owned a pair of sweatpants.
When he opened the door an absolute wreck, he said nothing as he shuffled back over to his bed and fell into it face first. Tissues and food wrappers littered the floor – he was so distraught Kurt had taken to eating non-organic Hostess snack cakes and nothing else – and the computer was lying open playing the saddest music Kurt could find.
Burt wanted to strangle Blaine for doing that to his son. Kurt had never been through a break-up before so no one knew just how he'd handle it but no one expected this. This was something beyond everyone's comprehension. Kurt had lost his spark, his drive, his witty sense of humor and sharp tongue; he'd lost himself all because Blaine had left taking his heart with him.
It had taken months after that for Kurt to get back to a semblance of normal. It happened slowly, beginning with a shower, but every day things got a little easier. Eventually the hurt lessened and Kurt was able to move on. He started to live again and did quite a bit of it.
Kurt started to date…a lot. In fact, he became a bit of a man-whore. It was like he was trying to find a replacement for what he'd lost but none of the guys had what he was looking for. He always found something wrong with them. Until Kevin.
Kevin was the second big relationship Kurt had ever had. They had met in early 2015 at one of Rachel's shows at school. At the time he had been dating Rachel's co-star in NYU's production of Thoroughly Modern Millie but one look at Kurt and he had fallen in love. As for Kurt he was rather smitten as well.
Kevin was attractive and funny and could sing and dress and made Kurt feel truly loved again. With those other guys that's what had been missing. Kurt wanted to be in love and feel loved back. He never felt like he had that with the other guys he dated but with Kevin, almost immediately they felt that connection.
They dated for about four years before things started to fizzle out. Kurt was so busy traveling back and forth between Los Angeles and New York for work and Kevin was so involved with law school that neither really felt they had time to dedicate to a relationship anymore. The split had been mutual and ended on good terms with the men remaining friends so Kurt was spared the heartache and anguish that time.
For the next few years Kurt drifted through life going on the occasional date while building his brand up. Then one random September day in 2024 in Manhattan, Kurt was out to lunch with a client when the most unexpected person waltzed into the restaurant just as Kurt was getting ready to leave.
Blaine had done a double take when he spotted Kurt chatting with a woman at a table in the middle of the place. He couldn't believe how good he looked and it was when he saw him laugh that he realized just how much he had missed him over the ten years they had been apart. Thinking they could maybe go out for drinks sometime to catch up, Blaine walked over to Kurt and nearly knocked him off his feet with his presence.
Kurt had been blown away at Blaine reappearing ten years later asking to go out for drinks sometime but he agreed. Though Kurt didn't want to admit it, he missed Blaine terribly and still thought about what could have been almost every day. They went out to Kurt's favorite bar the next night and talked about the last ten years in great detail. Blaine told Kurt all about performing around the country and what he had been up to in Los Angeles when he settled there and then how he decided to move back to New York to try his hand at acting on Broadway. Kurt told him all about his clothing line and how he got his start working as a lowly assistant for one of the designers for Versace before finally venturing out on his own. Now he was the designer and had the assistants and clientele that people dreamed of working with.
While they talked it had been like they were never apart and they easily fell into old patterns. When Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt at the end of their get together things turned slightly awkward. They weren't a couple and hadn't been for a very long time yet it felt so natural to do so. Kissing had never been a problem for them.
Blaine apologized for the slip up but Kurt didn't mind. He invited him back to his place for coffee which everyone knows means sex and things progressed quickly from there. With Blaine and Kurt mostly being rooted in New York these days they picked up where they had left off and after some trepidation on the Hummel-Hudson clan's part, Blaine finally took back his spot in their family. It hadn't been easy to win Burt and Finn over again after the way him breaking up with Kurt left him but when Blaine made his intentions very clear that he never wanted to leave Kurt again and Kurt compared their romance to that of Noah and Allie's to which both Burt and Finn were confused, they relented and accepted Kurt's reconnection with Blaine. Less than two years later Blaine and Kurt were happily wed.
Now twelve years later they were celebrating that marriage with their ten year old twins, their families and friends. It was a grand affair that Kurt had been planning for two and a half years and they were over halfway through it without any problems. Kurt was very happy.
A tapping of a microphone sounded throughout the ballroom and all the guests turned to face the stage where a rather tipsy Kurt was standing, holding a half drunk glass of red wine.
"Hello? Is this…" he looked at the on/off switch of the microphone, "is this thing on?" He looked around for confirmation before continuing to speak. As he had the attention of everyone in the room, Kurt assumed it was on. "Hello everyone, welcome, welcome. I would just like to thank you all for coming to, coming to mine and Blaine's two year late tenth anniversary party!" Everyone clapped and smiled as Kurt bowed and pointed at Blaine. "So, we've all had dinner now and done the toasts and the anniversary video that Rachel made for us and…" Kurt drifted off like he forgot what he was saying. "What? Oh right, so let's all…just dance!"
Music started playing and Kurt started dancing and a bunch of other people joined him happily on the dance floor.
Rachel stood up pulling Finn to his feet forcibly and began dragging him out so they could dance. "Roxy, aren't you going to dance? You and Liam could be partners," Rachel offered as she stopped to try to get her kids involved.
Liam and Roxy looked at each other distastefully. "I'd rather dance with a dog. At least it wouldn't step on my feet," Liam replied to his mother in a snarky tone.
Roxy shoved Liam who nearly fell out of his chair. "Yeah, Mom, that's just pathetic. I won't ever be using Liam as a dance partner."
Rachel rolled her eyes and pulled Finn back by his collar when he tried to sit back down without her noticing. "It's not my fault you don't have a dance partner. Kurt said you could bring a date but you chose not to. I even gave you a few openings to ask some guys."
"I wasn't interested in them. Just go dance with Dad before he slips out of the jacket you have him by and runs away." She laughed at her father who smiled uneasily under Rachel's gaze as he had been trying to slip away again. He just didn't feel like dancing.
Once Rachel and Finn were semi-happily on the dance floor, Liam sat at the table reading a book that he had neglected to read for school over break while Zach and Ian slipped under the table with Bartie to plot some nefarious plans. Ella had gone off with one of her friends she had been allowed to invite leaving Roxy mostly to herself.
She watched her parents and Uncle Blaine and Uncle Kurt dance with each other with abandon. Clearly they had a little too much of the wine. Even couples who weren't really dancing still seemed to be having a great time. Puck and Anjali were arguing over something at their table getting rather red in the face from it until Anjali just threw her napkin down and attacked Puck's mouth with hers. It would have been cute if it weren't disturbing. Roxy was even envious of Miss Santana who was currently slow dancing with her wife. She didn't even like Miss Santana yet she still craved what she had. They were all in their 40s yet they were the ones having the good time. It just wasn't fair.
Her head rested on her hand pushing her cheek up as she watched all the happy couples around her when her phone lit up saying she had a new message. She opened it and saw it was from Isabelle. Roxy immediately perked up and looked around the ballroom to make sure no one was even paying attention to her.
Go to the lobby the text read. Roxy stood up quickly and watched her parents to make sure they were distracted as she started to make a break for the exit.
"Going to meet Isabelle?" Liam asked without looking up from his book.
"No," Roxy lied unconvincingly. Liam looked up at Roxy clearly not believing her.
"Yeah, and I did all my homework over break," he replied sarcastically. "You wouldn't have to sneak around if you'd just tell them."
"Oh shut up. What do you know, you're twelve." Roxy stormed off before turning around and walking back over to her brother. "If you tell them where I'm going I'll tell Mom how her Tony Award really got broken."
Liam looked offended. "I don't even know where you're going!"
"Keep it that way," Roxy called out as she walked away.
She left the hubbub of the anniversary party and walked down the hall to make her way to the lobby. When she arrived, the only people there were was an elderly couple sitting on a couch and the staff of the hotel. Roxy wandered around searching for Isabelle but there was no one around.
Her phone glowed once more indicating a new text.
Right was all it said. She looked to her right but didn't see anything. Roxy walked in that direction and discovered another hallway which she tentatively walked down. There was still no one around.
Just before she was about to turn around and go back a noise came from behind her and she was being pulled into a dark room and pressed up against a wall. Lips pressed against hers as hands wrapped around her neck. She had been caught off guard but once she realized what was going on, Roxy eagerly reciprocated, kissing back and wrapping her arms around the body against hers. When they pulled away to breathe, Roxy finally spoke.
"Hello to you too Isabelle," Roxy said with a giggle.
"Why do you insist on calling me that? It's embarrassing," Isaac said as he held Roxy in his arms.
"It's for your protection." Roxy kissed him again. "I've been waiting to do that all day."
"Which is why I led you into this dark and deserted coat room where no one can find us. No one followed you right?"
"No. I made sure no one saw me slip out. Besides, I think our parents are too drunk to even notice."
"Good. Then where were we…" Isaac kissed Roxy again and led her over to a smooth surface where he picked her up and placed her down so she was sitting and he was standing. They fervidly kissed as Roxy shoved the suit jacket off Isaac.
"When are we going to tell 'em?" he asked as Roxy started to suck on his neck. She pulled away to look at him.
"I was thinking maybe after we were married with three kids." She pulled his lips back to hers and coaxed his mouth open with her tongue.
He pulled away. "Roxy, he's going to find out eventually. Don't you think it would be better to tell him than to lie to him and have him catch us?"
Roxy groaned. She really didn't want to have this conversation again right now. She just wanted to make out with her boyfriend and ignore the world, not discuss when he would be slaughtered by her father for even thinking non-kosher thoughts about her, much less getting to first, rounding second and attempting to go for third. Why did Isaac want to die so soon?
"Isaac, why do you always push this? This arrangement has worked for the past three months. No one even suspects, except Liam." She still couldn't believe he walked in on them making out in her room. No one was supposed to be home that day.
Isaac pulled away entirely and walked over to the door flicking the light switch on. For the first time since entering the coat room he could see how pretty Roxy looked in her satiny purple dress. He wanted to comment on it earlier, then rip it from her body and admire it on the floor, but Finn had been around and he didn't want to draw attention to himself. He walked back toward Roxy and she was expecting him to fall back into her arms but he continued walking until he got to a chair where he sat down.
"I always push this, Roxanne, because I'm sick of trying to hide it from everyone. My entire family thinks I'm gay or asexual because every time a girl shows interest and they point it out to me, I tell them I'm not interested in dating right now. My friends all think the girlfriend I have is my right hand and that I photoshopped a picture of you and me together when I showed them what you looked like. By the way, if you ever meet Kenny, stay away from him. He thought you were hot and I don't want to have to punch him in the eye again."
Roxy couldn't help but smile at this information. Isaac's friend thought she was hot.
"Not to mention the whole sneaking around part. I hate having to wait around for the coast to be clear just to pick you up from your apartment so we can go out and I can never have you over at my house because that would create suspicion. No matter where we go in Manhattan or Queens I feel like everyone is watching and going to report back to your dad. I love you Roxy but I hate this arrangement. I want to be able to go out in public with you, have you over for dinner, hold your hand whenever I want."
"You think I don't want the same things?" Roxy hopped off the counter she was on and went over to Isaac who allowed her to sit on his lap. "My mother has been trying to set me up with boys from the JCC for the past month so I'd have a date to this thing. It was really hard to fend some of those guys off because apparently they don't get to talk to girls very often."
Isaac didn't find any humor in her words. "That's not funny."
"I'm not trying to be funny. I'm serious, this one guy wrote me a love poem after I merely told him I liked his shoes. His shoes!" Isaac looked away from her, upset written all over his face. She turned his head back so he'd look at her. "Isaac, I love you. I do want all those things you want too…" she paused briefly as Isaac rubbed her thigh with his thumb, "so if you want to tell our parents we're together, I suppose we can. But if my father kills you I will not be above telling you I told you so."
Roxy laughed as Isaac smiled and pulled her face down to kiss her. They resumed their heated make out and were so enraptured by and entwined in each other that nothing else seemed to matter.
Back in the ballroom the anniversary party was blazing on. Liam was still reading his book trying to finish it before tomorrow as he had a test on it on Tuesday until he felt someone tugging on his ankle. He looked down and saw his brother Ian staring up at him from under the table cloth holding a finger over his mouth to signify being quiet. Liam didn't know why exactly he needed to be quiet as it was quite loud but remained silent anyway. Ian beckoned him to join them under the table and he did so.
"What do you want?" he asked the three boys hidden under the table. "I have to finish my book."
"We need you to be our lookout," Zach supplied as he turned to get confirmation from Bartie and Ian.
Liam was confused. "Look out for what?"
"For us, duh," Bartie said as if it was obvious.
Liam glared at his cousin. "No, I mean, what am I looking out for? Mom, Dad, Uncle Kurt…?"
Zach explained. "All the adults. We just need you to let us know if anyone who could mess up our plan is coming. We're going to help make this party just a little more interesting."
Zach, Ian and Bartie all smiled at each other deviously.
"I'm out," Liam said, throwing his hands up before trying to get back to his book.
"You can't be out, we need you!" Ian yelled at his brother.
"I'm not going to get in trouble because you guys are bored. I just want to finish my book so I can pass my test on Tuesday so that Mom will take me out for ice cream that actually comes from a cow." He started for the surface again.
Ian scoffed. "You are such a lame mama's boy."
Liam whipped his head around. "Oh please, your Mom's favorite. You hit your head on your bunk bed the other day and cried into her arms for an hour sucking your thumb." All the boys turned to stare at Ian who froze. "Oh yeah, I saw that. You still suck your thumb."
"Shut up jerk!" Ian cried at him. "I only do it when I'm upset."
"You must be upset a lot then." Liam stuck his tongue out then finally ducked out from under the table to resume his reading.
Bartie, Ian and Zach remained under the table. "I don't suck my thumb," Ian grumbled.
"Whatever, can we just do this now? I'm ready to set 'em off," Bartie salivated as he bounced in excitement.
Seconds later Liam could see his brothers and cousin crawling out from under the table in the direction of the stage. He just shook his head at them. Why did they even bother asking him to be a lookout if no one was even paying attention anyway? Liam went back to reading and ignored them.
Bartie, Zach and Ian stealthily low crawled along the wall trying to avoid getting caught with their prohibited contraband. It was going to be hilarious if they could pull it off but they had to keep from being discovered. They made it to the edge of the stage and Bartie lifted the skirt around the bottom of it to allow Ian and Zach to crawl underneath before he ducked in too.
"You still got 'em?" Zach asked Bartie who was pulling multiple vials out of every pocket he had.
"Take these and go down there," Bartie directed pulling his shirt over his face, pointing toward the end of the stage. "Break them then run."
Zach and Ian did as asked then once the vials were broken and the gross smell started spreading they booked it out from under the stage on the other side then blended in with the crowd as if they hadn't just broken about a dozen stink bombs under the stage. It took about a minute for the smell to really hit everyone but once it did, everyone started freaking out.
"God, it smells like shit," Zach heard Puck say as waved his hand in front of his nose on the dance floor. Anjali plugged her nose and other people around started gagging and trying to cover their nostrils.
"Wait for it," Bartie said to Zack and Ian.
"What in the name of Lady Gaga is that awful smell?" Kurt screeched loudly, looking around trying to find the source. "Who…?"
Bartie, Ian and Zach started laughing at everyone scrambling around wondering what was going on, especially Kurt who was flipping out. His voice was going up an octave with each word and Blaine was trying to calm him down.
"It's ruined Blaine. Ruined!" Kurt cried out.
"Kurt, it's not ruined. It's just a bit smelly. We can see if the hotel has some fans and air it out. Besides, people are probably going to start going home soon anyway," Blaine replied trying to soothe his frazzled husband.
Kurt didn't look pleased one bit. "It doesn't matter that it's almost over! This is unacceptable! This is our wedding anniversary party Blaine! And now it smells like fecal matter! I don't know how this could have hap-" Kurt just happened to look over to find his son and nephews laughing hysterically at everyone whining over the smell as he spoke. Sobriety fast approaching, he had a feeling he knew who was behind the rank smell.
When Bartie noticed his father glaring at him he immediately stopped laughing and slowly began backing away toward the exit, motioning for Zach and Ian to do the same. Kurt began stalking over to him and Bartie screamed then started running for the exit, his cousins right on his heels.
"Bartholomew Jackson Anderson-Hummel get your ass back here young man!" Kurt screamed at him as he started chasing him. Blaine followed behind grabbing Finn on his way. He had a feeling he'd need him there to protect his sons from being beaten with a designer belt.
"Blaine, what is going on?" Finn asked as he jogged after him.
"Kurt is about to kill Bartie for setting off some stink bombs. Why does that kid always have to do stuff to piss Kurt off?" he asked rhetorically.
"Because he's a kid?" Finn chuckled a little, answering anyway.
Kurt came back around the corner from the lobby. "I lost them. Let's split up so we can cover more ground. That kid is not getting away with this!" Kurt went in the direction of the elevators. "Finn, you check the first floor, Blaine and I will start on the others, call one of us if you find them."
Finn shoved his hands in his pockets and walked into the lobby. He asked the woman behind the desk if she'd seen any children run by and she pointed down a hallway to his right. Finn thanked her and walked down the hall. He tried opening the doors to the other ballroom down there but they were locked. There were three other doors and the first one opened to an empty coat room and as he was about to open the second one, he heard a strange noise coming from behind it.
On the other side of the door, Roxy and Isaac were still in the chair kissing, Roxy straddling him with his hand under her dress and making her moan at his touch.
"More," she moaned out. "I want more." She opened her eyes and stared at Isaac.
He narrowed his eyes trying to understand what she meant by 'more'. "When you say 'more'…?
Roxy smiled seductively. "I mean I'm ready for more. I'm ready to…have sex."
Isaac's eyes widened to saucers. He cleared his throat and licked his suddenly dry lips. "Like, right now?" He looked around the coat room nervously.
"Well, not right now. I don't want my first time in a coat room." She looked away shyly. "But I'm ready to when we're able to find a good time and place."
"We are in a hotel and I do have money…" he said with a suggestive smirk.
"Yeah, still not right now. Our parents will probably be looking for us soon, but until we can find a good time and place, you can get back to what you were doing." Roxy pushed his hand closer to her body and kissed him again.
She moaned loudly at the things Isaac was doing with his fingers until she heard the door open behind her. When Roxy and Isaac realized who it was the blood drained from their faces and their hearts stopped; their bodies froze and everything went silent. Then everything turned back on and went into overdrive. Isaac ripped his hand away from Roxy and they both jumped up quickly which proved to be the worse decision as Finn strode forward and shoved Isaac against the wall holding him by the throat.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER?" Finn screamed louder than Roxy had ever heard him scream before. She was genuinely scared that her father might rip Isaac's neck out. Without thinking of anything other than getting Finn to drop him, Roxy jumped on Finn's back to try to pull him off.
"Daddy, let go of him! Drop him!" she yelled in his ear. Using his free hand he pulled her arms from around his neck and she dropped off him but continued to pound on his back. "Daddy, you're going to choke him to death!" She walked around in front of him to try to reason with him better that way. "Dad, would you let go so we can talk about this? Please? I'm begging you!"
Finn turned his rage filled eyes from Isaac to look at his daughter and suddenly it hit him. There was no mistaking it. He looked back at Isaac and dropped him immediately then ran his hand through his hair as he stepped away from the teenagers. As he watched Roxy comfort Isaac and make sure he still had use of his windpipe Finn panicked a little. He had just become Leroy Berry to Isaac and Roxy's Finn and Rachel. That was scary.
Finn could still remember the day when Leroy walked in and found him and Rachel sleeping naked together after the Rachel Berry House Party Train Wreck Extravaganza Part Deux and it still gave him chills. He had been exposed in nearly every sense of the word and feared that Leroy was actually going to kill him and/or chop his junk clean off; it had been terrifying having Rachel's dad grip him by the throat and squeeze, spitting threats of more physical violence in his face. He promised himself he'd never react that way no matter what the circumstance because he didn't want to terrify his own children and possibly collapse someone's trachea but there he was pinning Isaac Puckerman up against the wall by his throat because he'd caught him with his hand up his daughter's dress.
"You could have killed him Dad! What is wrong with you?" Roxy accused Finn, staring at him like he was an enemy. He didn't like being looked at that way by her.
"I'm sorry but I just got a little pissed off when I walk into some closet and find some dude's hand up my daughter's skirt!" he spit back. He was disappointed in his reaction but he still had a right to be angry with them. Roxy was still his little girl after all.
"He's not just 'some dude' Dad. It's Isaac! You've known him since he was born!"
Finn fumed. "Exactly! It's freaking Isaac Puckerman! Of all the people you could randomly make out with in a closet you choose him? It's just too…weird."
"We weren't randomly making out Dad. Isaac and I have been together for three months now," Roxy spit out at him. Finn looked shocked.
Three months? They had been together for three months and he didn't notice? What? How did that happen? Roxy didn't even like Isaac! So they kissed when she was ten but that was it. They never showed any signs of affection toward each other again. Since when did they decide to start dating?
"You've been dating for three months and you lied to me about it?" Finn roared at Roxanne who flinched at the question.
"We didn't lie. We just withheld information," she replied in a small guilty voice.
"Sir, we would have told you and everyone else sooner but Roxy didn't want to because she was afraid you would react this way," Isaac spoke up after he was able to breathe properly again. Finn glared daggers at him.
"I wasn't talking to you," was all he said through gritted teeth. "Roxanne, get your ass outside and find your mother. We're going home and that is where you will be staying for a very long time without visitation rights." Finn looked at Isaac as he spoke the last three words.
Roxy looked like she wanted to cry. "But Dad, that isn't fair! We weren't even doing anything!"
Finn scoffed at her. "Weren't even doing anything? I saw his hand up your dress. Don't even think for a second I don't know what he was doing," he cringed at the thought of Isaac violating his daughter like that, "plus, you lied to me for three months! You are grounded and that is how you will stay until I say otherwise. Now let's go!"
Roxy started crying then and ran out of the coat room, Isaac trying to follow behind her until Finn grabbed him by the shirt collar. "Oh don't think you're getting away free. I may not have the power to ground you but let me make this clear. If I see you anywhere on the island of Manhattan without a parent present while Roxanne is grounded, you can forget about ever trying to get physical with my daughter again…if you get what I'm saying," he threatened in the most menacing voice he could muster.
Isaac gulped when the words sank in and he shook his head quickly in understanding. He really didn't want his favorite body part chopped off by the one girl he wanted to use it with's dad. That would totally suck and hurt.
"Now, I suggest you get out of here before I change my mind about letting you go." He let the threat hang in the air. Isaac shook his head then walked from the coat room when Finn released his collar.
Finn would never actually try to castrate Isaac but the threat of it always seemed to work on him even though he was 99% sure Leroy wasn't serious so he figured it would work on Isaac. Apparently it had for the time being so he let him loose. Finn still had some little delinquents to try to find and wrangle. In light of the new circumstances however, the chances of Zach and Ian being punished heavily for their part in the stink bombing would probably be minimal. Roxy was the bigger fish he needed to fry and oh would she burn.
She knew how Finn and Rachel felt about lying and he couldn't believe she would keep something as big as a relationship with Isaac a secret. Did she really believe Finn would actually try to harm Isaac if told they were dating? Yeah, it was weird as hell and he didn't exactly want it and he probably would have tried to keep her on a short leash but he would have grudgingly allowed them to see each other. He couldn't try to control who she had feelings for and the truth was Isaac was a good kid. He hadn't ended up like Puck at all when he was a teenager; he was the all around nice gentleman, not the bad boy who slept with everyone. That was Jasmine…except a girl.
The only reason Finn had acted so harshly was because he had been caught off guard by Roxy and Isaac even liking each other much less dating and, hello, he walked in on his best friend's son getting to third with his only daughter. No father would be happy walking in on that.
Finn walked further down the hall to the last door and opened it to find his two youngest and his nephew.
"Bartie, Zach, Ian, come with me," was all Finn said as he waved his hand for them to follow.
They had been caught and there was no escape now, except Finn didn't seem mad at them. He didn't speak to them as they walked back to the ballroom. All he did was send out a text to Kurt saying he'd found them and continued walking. When the four guys walked back into the ballroom Finn's heart nearly broke.
Roxy was crying hysterically into Rachel's arms while Isaac tried to console her. Rachel, Roxy and Anjali all glared at him. He had a strong feeling he was now in the doghouse.
"Finn, was it really necessary to try to choke the life out of my son?" Anjali yelled at him as he came closer.
"It was an impulse reaction to seeing your son violating my daughter!" He crossed his arms over his chest and his face hardened.
Puck stepped in. "Dude, you could have killed him! He's the only son I got!"
"I dropped him. Look, Isaac I'm sorry I choked you but I think I have a right to be pissed off-"
"Bartholomew! You are so dead!" Kurt's high pitched voice bellowed from the entrance. Bartie's eyes widened and he hid behind Finn.
"How dare you bring stink bombs to mine and your father's wedding anniversary party! Bartholomew!" Kurt screeched louder as he chased his son around Finn. "I am removing every piece of technology from your room and you are never leaving it again! You will be fed food through a slot and escorted everywhere you go! Bartholomew, come here!"
Finn was able to grab Bartie before he could dart out of the ballroom again and Kurt finally got his hands on him. No one had ever seen Kurt so furious. He was quite scary when truly pissed off.
"Why would you do this? Why would you think it would be wise to let off stink bombs at this party? Did you not hear my explicit instructions to behave yourself at this event and that if there was any funny business, any shenanigans of any kind, you would never see daylight again? Answer me!" Kurt roared in Bartie's face.
He looked around at everyone watching the scene but no one was coming to his rescue. Bartie was on his own. He gulped before speaking. "Stink bombs are funny."
Kurt's face turned even redder with rage. He looked like he wanted to hit him but as Kurt was against violence of any kind and thoroughly disagreed with spanking or discipline of that nature he restrained himself. Instead he turned to Blaine.
"Please remove your son from my sight before I do something I will truly regret," he said in forced calm voice. Blaine nodded and pulled Bartie away for his protection.
"This party is over. Everyone, go home. I just…go," Kurt announced loudly to everyone remaining in the ballroom before rubbing his temples and sinking into the nearest chair.
Finn walked over to Kurt and tried to put a consoling hand on his shoulder but Kurt stared daggers at him when he tried.
"Um, the party was nice, until the stink bombs. At least they waited until the end, right?" Finn said awkwardly.
"Finn, please go away," Kurt said tiredly before placing his head down on the table face first. He was developing a serious headache.
Finn obeyed and walked over to his wife and crying child. Rachel looked at him disapprovingly.
"Did you really have to choke him? Didn't you swear you'd never do that like my dad did to you?" she asked with that disappointed tone.
"I'm sorry! I acted before thinking, but that doesn't mean they were right either. Rachel, she's 16. She's too young to-"
"Oh please," Roxy interrupted. She stopped crying and pulled away from Rachel's embrace and looked at him angrily. "You are such an unbelievable hypocrite. You had sex for the first time when you were 16 with Miss Santana who you didn't even like!" Finn looked shocked by Roxy's words. How did she know about that?
"Yeah, Mom told me when we had that really awkward sex talk two years ago. I really didn't want to know that information but she told me anyway to try to make her point that I should wait for someone I really care about and who cares about me otherwise I'd regret it like you do. Then Mom said that you and her were still in high school when you started sleeping together. So don't even try to tell me I'm too young! And at least I love Isaac and he loves me back and isn't a closeted lesbian!"
Finn couldn't believe he was being spoken to this way by Roxanne. He was the father; he should be the one lecturing, not her!
"Roxanne, listen up, I don't care if I'm being a hypocrite, the point is, you're the child and I'm the parent and what I say goes and I say you're too young to be having sex with anyone! I don't care if you've known Isaac your whole life and love him or whatever, it ain't happenin'! Now go get in the car! We're going home so you can start your grounding." Finn pointed toward the door but Roxy didn't move.
"No. This isn't fair!" Roxy stomped her foot and balled her fists. She looked so much like Rachel in that moment.
Finn was about to lose it again. "Roxanne, get. In. The. Car," he said through gritted teeth. "If you ever want to see the outside of your room again before you graduate high school, you will do as I say."
Roxy and Finn had a silent stand-off for what seemed an eternity before Finn decided to make Roxy get in the car. "That's it!" He walked forward and threw Roxy over his shoulder which proved rather difficult as she was nearly 5'10" without heels and had the body of an athlete.
"Put me down!" she screamed as she pounded on Finn's back.
"If you're going to throw a tantrum like a child then that's how I'm going to treat you." Finn turned around and looked at Rachel. "If you could please grab the boys and meet me at the car that would be great. I'm really ready to leave now." Without waiting for a reply, Finn carried his screeching daughter out of the ballroom over his shoulder and headed toward their car.
Rachel, Puck, Anjali and the kids all stared at each other wondering what just happened. Then Rachel decided it was best to follow Finn to make sure Roxy and him didn't try to kill each other.
"Okay, well this has been fun but we should probably go now before Roxy tries to bludgeon my husband to death with her shoe or something. Puck, Anjali, I will see you at a later date. Isaac, I can't say I'm entirely pleased with you either but I'm going to be the mature one here and use my words instead of force. If you want to date my daughter I'm fine with that as you are nothing like your father was at this age, but if you could just keep the inappropriate touching to a minimum in the future that would be fantastic. I'm assuming you want to keep the bits below the waist. Well, I need to go. Goodbye everyone! Liam, Ian, Zach, we're leaving!" Rachel beckoned her children toward her and said goodbye and congrats to Blaine and Kurt, who was still face down on the table lamenting his ill fortune, on her way out.
It had been one interesting night.
Puck turned to look at his son who was mildly confused and stunned by the whole situation. Isaac couldn't believe his girlfriend's dad walked in on them going at it. How mortifying? Plus now who knew how long it would be until he could even see Roxy again much less get to 'touch her inappropriately'. He knew they should have been straight with everyone from the start.
"Of all the girls' pants in New York City you could get into you had to get into Hudson's. Well at least we know you're interested in someone. But really, Hudson? You had to pick Roxanne Hudson? Kid, you're lucky Finn didn't chop your nuts off already," Puck said unhelpfully.
"Dad, can we just go home now?" Isaac asked as he walked toward the exit leaving Puck laughing behind him.
Why did he have to love a girl whose dad was scary as hell when he was angry?
Spoiler Alert: The Finchel wedding is coming soon! I know a few people have asked about it now.